“ A Group Called “ ...

” A Group Called “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom& Mom-
Mom Suzán

A group called,
“Pitting the Poor”
as automated
bots swarm
throughout
the mourning

while very warm
stray showers
spread up North
urging bans
on assault

being shot
into a grinding war
“Flying V’s
of Canadian Geese
honking
over snarled
city streets”

having been
cured unexpectedly
via dark energy

going well
beyond the condom
becoming star-
crossed and thought
not to respond
to baffling astronomy

dubbed, “dark”
charged with charting
endangered projects
of prodigal particles

mastering
camouflage
by considering
the cocktail
of larger
underparts

becoming locked
into position
demonstrating
new tricks
like perfectly fitting
sound systems
having recovered
quickly
ultimately feeling
completely free...

" Officially Approved "...

" Officially Approved "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Officially approved
by the power of the absolute
through systems of vague rules
devised from illusionistic views
of our curvilinear choosings
via far-too-few opportunities
as super-human evolutionary cupids
moving with acute beauty
under eternal scrutiny of youth
engaging in quivering moods
in the pursuances of continuing issues
of virtue promising astute truths
as rousing solutions in exuberant profusion
all within our children's reading rooms...

" Undisclosed" ...

" Undisclosed " by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

Undisclosed think so? without a doubt!
drawn swords bent bows marked and reflected
upon gaining access to the commander
then letting it go at that in a blue mini-van

abruptly disbanded known here as:
"knockers gone bonkers" via visitor logs
and their redacted remarks onto non-symbiotic
computer punch cards representing more obvious
prior knowledges in the process of reporting progress
no holds barred but nothing in common

constructing wind farms testing autonomous cars
of vehicular technologies "To whom do the bodies belong?"
aiming to give voice replete with poignancy
breeding controversy plus culpability performing publically in teams
scouring galleries whittled down to a skedaddle like K9 tails
gone a waggin' with rhythmic musicality as admirable
actions waving off wrath as a master of branding in transit

creative passions increasingly examining
faith-based themes inspired by upbringings
and cross-cultural experiences running deeply in acid-free inks
seeking release as a means of empowering
women within the families of man unity humanity humility
curiously intermixing by eerily convincing period instruments
teary eyed and bewildering made for the missing slowly sitting
and carefully listening for undimmed forgivenesses "He is risen!"

stiff wings pale primaries smudges around the eyes
gliding on nearly flat wings generally silent at sea
loudly cackling while nesting on thin ledges
double crests kinked necks white breasts
barred bodies banded tails pale eyes staring
less agility while flying clucking rattling chatter
all across the lower Rio Grande's brush lands

roosting areas foraging for snails raucously laughing
clownish face patterns red crowns white irises
striking plumage designs juveniles' swooping glides
Black-throated magpies high strident rolling cries
feeding on acorns at night...

" On View "...

" On View "

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

On view only to be forcibly removed
when coming to mind along ethnic lines
going on trial as stereotypes that just won't die
and many name times do not fully apply

unless otherwise indicated by illustrations
plus stop-motion animators on legend pages
represented by body length in the margins
seen as interesting hobbies like fruit worm larvae

and scavenger beetles feeding feverishly
on moldy material becoming hard-of-hearing
interpreting sambas mambas tangos and Irish jigs
" I'm getting too old for this! "

yet pricelessly intermingling with ingenious
hipness and dignity but broken by catastrophe
performing badly and melodramatically
deftly imagined via escalating battles

massacres assassins collateral damage
refugee camps on behalf of those that can't
handle playing brass in jazz bands of calamity
unable to curb dangerous heating on the planet

without rollbacks by climate diplomats
leading to collapse when coming under attack
then adding boobytraps with grim regularity
tackling gender gaps evaluating families

evacuated to Iceland with strings of scandal
overwhelmingly male post national anthem's blare
left clinging to unimaginable sadnesses...

" Well, Maybe "...

" Well, Maybe "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Well, maybe
in a couple of takes
at the big-boy table

scattered with crayons
during zany comic play
on placements
up until middle age
way back in the day

being tempered and tamed
by close shaves
goofily entertaining
unfit for the stage
where only the mad
are truly sane

replete with considerable amazement
becoming dense with information
likened to outbreaks of contagion
from fly-on-the-wall observations

high-stress sintuations
left salivating
in man caves...

" Sealing Fates "...

" Sealing Fates "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Sealing fates
under
no obligation

decades later
after exchanges
with hands raised

while mapping brains
by scanning
uncharacteristic shapes
in distinct combinations

making unprecedented peeks
into internal inquiries
of preserved "shift" keys
for surging or suffering

like linchpin links
to virtual-reality
militant mouse clicks

proliferating
for instance
as not-quite-so-hip
opportunist gigs...

" By and Large "...

" By and Large "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

By and large early on
foggy phenomenons of genealogy
like screwball comedies
of candy-coated fantasies ending here
muttering methodically to perceived links
of lavishingly familial smatterings

searching manically
for family trees still weeping
as loss-afflicted families
experience seeringly mournful themes
of harrowingly real-world histories
wretched from grief ecstatic from relief...

" Less Bubbly "...

" Less Bubbly "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Less bubbly in a hurry
growing up on a subway
as a somewhat funky
unchucklingly funny
public upchuck

being plucked
from hummingbirds'
up-and-coming
anatomical studies
like non-Western cultures
resembling none

ignorance of substance
maligned subjects
undiscovered
languishing
in and out
of recovery...

" Sleights of Hand "...

" Sleights of Hand "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Sleights of hand
nearing their finale
not going quietly
trilling with delight
ascending highly

hastening to add
a hand-cranked
home-made
old-fashioned
getting laughs

running down
lists of answers
tending to drag
on the action

yet fitting
into character
as an inflatable dancer

imaginatively shareable
nostalgically hands-on
landmark castles and mansions
housing peace-loving factions...

"Left with a Sketch"

" Left with a Sketch "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Left with a sketch
drawn in and out of dementia
sprawling and detailed

time and again
pithy and clever
doing art works
with the best

lavishly intentional
identities inseparable
in the funniest sense
of sitcom jokiness

becoming especially adept
at plumbing the depths
scripted in delicate remembrance...

"Put in Front"...

" Put in Front "

by Suz Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Put in front as an affront
to riotous grunge
among slackening cultures

being called up
and called out
all the more

underscoring
the importance
of off-the-wall
prolonged recall

while sharing
canned passports
for title songs
played on accordions

unabidingly and often
being forcibly
squeezed to the core...

"Darkly Comical"...

"Darkly Comical"

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Darkly comical
loosely approximate
obstreperous birch bark

starring the hapless
sparsely dabbed
un-memorable canvases

while reaping advantages
on a small scale
in direct contrast

to being whittled down
slightly off square
and often pale...

"Considered Semi-Divine"...

" Considered Semi-Divine "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Considered semi-divine
hard-wired like push pins
of the perkily noteworthy

jangling jauntily
court portraitists
small self portraits

busily disciplined
reiterate trajectories
lavishly tweaked

all-the-more recently
nervy
hovering ultramarine...

"Perennial Talk in Chalk"...

" Perennial Talk in Chalk "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Perennial talk in chalk
indicating poses
in a few quick strokes

fingering clothing
tenderly holding
a laurel wreath
with delicacy

while underscoring
the out-of-doors
by tracing along
under stories

in no discerning order
as seen against
emerging green
glinting hoop earrings...

"Fancy-to-Over-Fancy"...

" Fancy-to-Over-Fancy"

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Fancy-to-over-fancy
human failings
of love once shared

coming under
whirring surveillance
being denied a chance

wearing a monster mask
breathing naturally
subservience to gadgetry

concocting topsy-turvy
smatterings of slapstick
like cringing fantasies

enabling mugging
alternately
grumpy and sweet

with crocodile tears
flowing in between
storming and stressing
to numbing effect...

" More Closely Aligned "...

" More Closely Aligned "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

More closely aligned than ever
but not-yet invented
within a trifecta
detected strand-by-strand
as ephemeras redeveloped

previously unmentioned
by particular threads
of asymmetrical
measurements

like innocents both alert
and friendly biometrics
of faces and gaits
eminently illuminated...

"Paying Homage"...

" Paying Homage "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Paying homage
to upstarts
self-consciously
illuminated
by alarmed glazed
and jubilant gazes

ranging in octaves
as shatterings of grace
yet in fine shape
whatever it takes
beautifully shaped
engaging snow maidens

familial assimilation
as vernal revelations
in fiery debates
dancing as manifestations

overseen as loosely based
high stakes cross-legged
recent phases twanging
of fame while stepping on stage...

"The Likably Taciturn"...

" The Likably Taciturn "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

The likably taciturn
highly respected
simmering regimens
of hidden identities

like mob hits
being written
by committee

heaving and twitching
hard-won decisions
ravishing the fringes

like pundits and witnesses
visceral hallucinogenic images
pretzel-twisted wagging fingers...

"Some Kind of Culture Clash"...

"Some Kind of Culture Clash"

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Some kind of culture clash
fiercely funny hard core
rubbed raw crash courses

re-imagined as swarms
just dawdling along
like "whatchamacallits"

being backed into corners
feeling excruciatingly forlorn
but sounding board

rather than unbearable
like luckless pairs
while turning the tales

seemingly at random
but seen going everywhere
via eye candy...

" A Head-Slapping Unconscionable "...

" A Head-Slapping Unconscionable "

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

A head-slapping
unconscionable
at the first blush of a hub

somehow doubling
while gazing up
to a beefed-up
winged dove
of far-flung
path numbers

now seen stumbling
into difficult subjects
exchanging
one hell for another

like nothingness
as a certain something
minus printed instructions
for faddish gadget companies
barking up the wrong tree
woofing differently

becoming thunderstruck
not having heard
such a thing
that is personally speaking
while hurdling skillfully
and dressing neatly
for an all-encompassing paparazzi...